throwing snowballs into the creek and watching them float downstream...
little boot prints...
my little love...
mitchell's new hang out spot in the jeep while riding up at camp-when it's not too bumpy...
Ok, yeah, so back to when we left Sullivan's Camp. One road out was blocked by the gas company's road crews with a giant dirt/mud mogul-so no go. Other road out, fallen tree. I still think BDK and I could have dragged that thing across the road, but hey, maybe he's the smarter one for talking me out of it. So back up the giant snowy hill it was. The first thing Reese said was, "it's too bad we can't get a video of this to send to Jeep". After 3 tries we made it...Mitchell was a little uncertain as to what was going on, and a bit scared, but when we finally made it to the top the first thing out of his mouth was "you did good, Dad". And when I looked over at Reese I could tell that both inside and out he was beaming.

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